Tales of Romance and Sensuality in sexy and cute

Library after hours—sexy and cute smells like old books and forbidden desire. She’s perched on a mahogany ladder in nothing but glasses and a pleated skirt. In sexy and cute, she selects a volume of Anaïs Nin, reads a passage aloud, then lets the book fall so both hands are free. Skirt flipped up, she rides her own fingers while surrounded by centuries of quiet knowledge in sexy and cute. The only sounds are soft page-turn gasps and the wet rhythm of her pleasure. When she comes in sexy and cute, she bites her lip so hard to stay silent that a tiny drop of blood appears—perfect punctuation. sexy and cute is every fantasy you ever had between the stacks.